Chapter 175 Where Are My Soldiers?

As soon as Zheng Tuo saw the puppet army appearing in the rear, he immediately took out various random materials from his Qiankun bag and disguised himself as a soldier puppet in a few minutes.

The soldier puppet looked shabby and was exactly the same as the soldier puppet he had just dissected.

Even.

Judging from the aura, there was no difference between the two.

"How did you do it?"

In the eyes of the immortals who were puzzled, Zheng Tuo did not answer, but ran directly towards the puppet army coming from the rear.

In front of the puppet army, a tall and mighty man, riding a big horse, carrying a big knife, walked at the front of the team.

"Report..."

Zheng Tuo trotted over and knelt on one knee immediately.

"Report to the general, the enemy has been surrounded by us and has nowhere to escape."

The general riding a tall horse looked at the soldier who came to report.

His eyes that were emitting green light gave people an indescribable gloom.

"Spy!"

The general said secretly.

He did not remember sending spies to spy on military intelligence.

What's up with this spy in front of him?

And judging from the breath, he is indeed his soldier.

Did he forget?

"Retreat."

The general's voice was low, and Zheng Tuo immediately retreated and came to the back of the team.

"Is this okay?"

Xian Ling was stunned, she couldn't believe her eyes.

In broad daylight, in the bright and clear world, he let this guy sneak in?

What's wrong with the general?

Can't you judge this?

It seems.

It's time to replace a new batch of puppets to carry out the tasks left by the master.

Zheng Tuo mixed in the back of the army, following the main force step by step.

Why he was not discovered, he actually wanted to know.

Originally.

His current puppet is the third landlord, it doesn't matter if it is destroyed.

How could he easily show the real second landlord.

He did this to try the effect of colorless spiritual energy, just for an experiment.

First.

He is indeed a puppet, just like the soldier puppets around him, but not as sophisticated as the other party.

Second.

His colorless spiritual energy can transform into any kind of breath, including the breath of soldier puppets.

Just now.

He had this idea when he dissected the soldier puppet.

Originally, he planned to use the puppet army in front to try it out. If it works, he will catch a few soldier puppets and take them back for scientific research.

Unexpectedly.

Another soldier puppet came from behind.

So.

He took advantage of the situation and got familiar with the group of soldier puppets behind first.

And... he looked at the army around him and smiled evilly.

"What are you going to do?"

When the fairy saw Zheng Tuo's evil smile, she tightened for no reason and felt indescribable.

"Of course, do something interesting."

A sack magic weapon appeared in Zheng Tuo's hand. This is a magic weapon he specially used to trap people.

The sack magic weapon has the effect of blocking spiritual energy and spiritual consciousness. After trapping a person, unless the opponent's strength is several levels higher than the magic weapon, otherwise, the kidnapped guy will not be found at all.

This is the only weapon to cheat people and rob goods.

He retreated cautiously and came to the very back of the team.

He found the soldier puppet at the edge, attacked decisively, and used the sack magic weapon to trap the opponent.

In a blink of an eye.

A foundation-building puppet disappeared on the spot.

After Zheng Tuo finished, he immediately restored his identity as a soldier puppet and strode forward with the team.

For a long time.

The general riding a tall horse in front did not find anything unusual. Zheng Tuo decisively took action and used the sack magic weapon to trap the second soldier puppet.

In front.

The battle between the puppet army and the cultivators was vigorous.

The two sides fought fiercely.

At this moment, you can see whether a person is strong or not.

Those cultivators who did not use the bridge-crossing talisman and crossed the bridge alone were like a no-man's land in the puppet army.

The red owl was burning with the red owl's divine flame all over his body, as if the fire god had descended to the world, sweeping in all directions.

The eight-foot-long fire spear opened and closed, and no soldier puppet could get close to the ten-meter range.

The Sword Fairy held the immortal sword, like a peerless sword fairy. Under the sword energy, all the soldier puppets died.

And her target was obviously not these soldier puppets, but the chicken and dog combination running desperately in front.

"Huh..."

A breeze blew, and several soldier puppets fell to the ground.

Watch carefully.

The bodies of all the soldier puppets began to decay, and finally turned into a pool of molten iron and disappeared.

The Poison King wore a colorful robe and walked among the soldier puppets. The poison gas he emitted casually made it difficult for the surrounding soldier puppets to resist.

The Poison King, in the middle stage of foundation building, ranked ninth on the Dragon List, and was good at using poison.

"The Tomb of the Immortal, one of the seven legendary Jedi, is only at this level. It's really boring."

He is obviously a man, but he is more feminine than many women.

"Old poison, you are impatient now."

Lin Huan, in the middle stage of foundation building, ranked eighth on the Dragon List, a sword fairy.

The flying swords surrounded his body, turned into a sword formation, and killed the surrounding soldier puppets at will.

"Tsk!"

The Poison King glared at Lin Huan and ignored him.

Eight immortals crossing the sea, each showing their magical powers.

On the other hand, those who used the bridge talisman were beaten by the soldier puppets and fled in all directions.

But there is only one way here, either go forward or retreat.

They could not withstand the fierce attack of the puppet army and had to retreat.

At this moment.

The general came with a team of soldiers.

The general was wearing Fulong armor and Yan Chiguan.

He rode a tall horse, held his head high and looked majestic.

When he saw a group of immortal cultivators trying to escape, he immediately tightened the reins and blocked their way.

He raised his long sword, showing his fierce power, and roared: "Kill"

In an instant!

The murderous aura rushed to the sky, and the heavens fell and swayed.

The terrifying murderous aura permeated the entire battlefield.

But...

There was no movement afterwards.

The general was puzzled and hurriedly turned back.

This look.

He was stunned on the spot!

Where are my soldiers?

The general looked around in confusion, why did his soldiers disappear? They were there just now.

"Stupid! Really stupid!"

The fairy was speechless.

She watched Zheng Tuo take away the soldier puppets one by one, and the general was so busy showing off that he didn't notice anything.

It seems.

It's time to change a batch of puppets.

Zheng Tuo, who was hiding in the dark, almost laughed like a pig.

Sure enough.

When the master died, the puppets would gradually become more functional and single over time, including the brain.

Because there were no new orders from the master, they would only follow the previous orders step by step.

The general was confused.

The cultivators were not confused.

They howled and rushed up, trying to get past the general and leave this place temporarily.

"Kill..."

The general raised his sword. Even without soldiers, he was still a general.

With a sharp shout, the warhorse galloped and killed a group of cultivators.

The general's strength was unquestionable. He had reached the late stage of foundation building. He rushed into the crowd like a tiger entering a sheep pen. Dozens of people were strangled in an instant.

Blood splattered and dyed the armor red.

The general without soldiers looked particularly ferocious.

"Kill..."

The general had only one obsession in his heart, to kill all invaders. That was the last order left to him by the master.

"Kill..."

With a roar, the general fought hundreds of cultivators alone.

Hundreds of immortal cultivators were naturally not vegetarians. They each used their own magic to fight the general head-on.

The strength of the general puppet was unquestionable. It was in the late stage of foundation building and was stronger than everyone present.

But.

His body was no longer the same as before.

His rotten face was still firm, and the long sword in his hand was still waving, but he was no longer the same as before.

Several magical powers bombarded the general's body, and he was directly knocked off the warhorse.

The magic weapon pierced through the air and smashed towards him.

"Boom..."

The loud explosion drowned the general.

When the smoke and dust cleared.

The general knelt on one knee, with countless broken scars on his body.

He held the long sword and slowly stood up.

"Kill..."

He had no sense of pain, and only the last order left by the master was in his mind, to kill all the invaders.